Waiting

I’m waiting.

I’m naked and waiting.

Bent over with my bottom in the air.

I’m feeling vulnerable.

And cold.

Although I know I won’t feel cold for long.

The feel of cold wood resting against my bare skin.

Sending shivers down my spine.

The cold wood leaves.

I’m waiting.

I’m trembling and waiting.

And then….

Pain.

Burning biting stinging pain flashing across my naked rear.

I let out an involuntary yelp but hold my position.

I’m waiting.

I’m in pain and waiting for another stripe.

More pain.

Making me squirm.

The pain builds.

Over and over.

My bottom feels like it’s on fire.

I’m not cold any more!

And then…

…nothing.

An instruction to stand.

A hug.

It’s all over.

I’m naked.

I’m in pain.

But I know I am loved.